So, I believe the infamous second trimester headaches have begun. GRR. I had about 5 days of feeling almost normal, and then yesterday I had a splitting headache all day, which necessitated me going to bed at 8:30. Or, more realistically, me falling asleep on the sofa in front of Bones (I love me some David Boreanaz.Yum.), and then stumbling upstairs at 9:30 to fall into bed and hope I awoke headache free.
Alas, I did not.
So here I sit, at my desk at work at 7:30 in the morning (I will explain that momentarily), and my headache is raging. And I am too afraid to take too much Tylenol, even though the midwife said it was ok, because...well, I guess I'm really sort of a hypochondriac, and I don't want anything to happen to Baby. But I HATE headaches. I'm a headache-prone person to begin with, and I am liberal about medication...Advil, Aleve, Excedrin...really, whatever I can lay my hands on and plenty of it. When you're pregnant, you just can't do that.
I don't think I'm good with pain.
In other news, D is now driving me to my research assistant job so that I don't have to pay for parking (which is why I'm here so stinkin' early). Parking in Baltimore is a lot like parking in a swamp - it's hard to get to, it's far away from where you're actually going, there may be man-eating animals around (in this case, rats, not crocs), and your car may or may not be there when you return. In addition, it's very expensive. We figured out we can save over $100 a month, just by having D drive me to work! Crazy talk.
Ah well, parking issues aside, I am actually at work, so I should probably do some!
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